No Capo [Verse 1] G What's up, what's happening? D Big Snoop in this bitch, get it crackin' Em Dickies creased up and they saggin' C Gat in the right side, left side flag
G Niggas running at the lip again D Got me feelin' I'ma trip again Em And you thought I wasn't listenin' C Bitches talk shit, got me walkin' like a Crip again G Gotta hit you with the re-up D I'm married to the streets, fuck a prenup Em Ayy lil' nigga roll the weed up C Dre get my cup, we about to get G'd up [Interlude] G Long Beach on my right side D CPT on my left side Em I got Watts in this bitch C It be dogs from the 'jects still screaming out West Side G Long Beach on my right side D CPT on my left side Em I got Watts in this bitch C Tiny loccs from the third and they screaming out East Side G Niggas still bang on 'em D 50 Cal shots, let it rang on 'em
Em And if a square ass nigga tried to get up in my circle C We gon' have to put them thangs on 'em G Niggas still bang on 'em D 50 Cal shots, let it rain on 'em Em And if a square ass nigga tried to get up in my circle C We gon' have to put them thangs on 'em G Still say fuck 'em cause ain't no love for 'em D Tell 'em come and see me, I got a slug for 'em Em But then again I ain't brainless C I'll have my little loccs hit you with the stainless G Still say fuck 'em cause ain't no love for 'em D Tell 'em come and see me, I got a slug for 'em Em But I ain't tryna make ya famous C I'll have my tiny locos hit you with the stainless G Shit you know who I be D D-O double G, super C-R-I-P Em Creepin' through the fog C And steppin' through the smog G And you know I'm high as shit D And my bitches fly free Em Shit you know who I be C D-O double G, super C-R-I-P G Creepin' through the fog D And steppin' through the smog
Em And you know I'm high as shit C And my bitches fly free [Hook] G Super Crip, what? D Super Crip, who? Em Super Crip, what? C Super Crip, who? G Super Crip, what? D It's still 187 if you bitch niggas wanna trip, who? Em Super Crip, what? C Super Crip, who? G Super Crip, what? D Super Crip, who? Em Super Crip, what? C It's still 187 if you bitch niggas need that [Verse 2] G It's enough of that to go around D Real G's make the hood go 'round Em Keep the planet spinnin' on it's axis C How is he so hood? How can you ask this? G I guess you can say I put in practice D On the strip, under lights, now I'm back bitch Em And even if I'm blown on my own C With the chrome to your dome G Make you stretch like elastic D I need my real G's to the left Em Bitch niggas staying to the right C I need my tool front and center G Hard on these scores from the Summer to the winter D Spring to the Fall, bitches still on my balls Em It's the number one nigga from the hood Doggy Dogg C Still pull up on a nigga when I need to be heard G I'm a killer and a stealer, but I ain't from Pittsburgh D Real niggas on the set, I get your whole clique served Em You best observe, a B chalked out on the curb C With your momma and your people sayin' "Supercrip did it" G They won't testify, so he got away with it D Now I'm sttin' on my throne, on my bad phone Em I'm talkin' to Iron man, smokin' on fireman C Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane Walkin' through the clouds with a Crip stick cane [Hook] G Super Crip, what? D Super Crip, who? Em Super Crip, what? C Super Crip, who? G Super Crip, what? D It's still 187 if you bitch niggas wanna trip, who? Em Super Crip, what? C Super Crip, who? G Super Crip, what? D Super Crip, who? Em Super Crip, what? C It's still 187 if you bitch niggas need that
